Here be Dragons (working title) Part 3

I give you another stanza. Two more to go. Here is how it goes so far.

Map decaying, my jaded eye surveying
That which ancient wise men drew
Symbols marking where bones lie sleeping
Of personal demons they cruelly slew

Avalon ahead
Shangri-la behind
Traveller misled
Paths to find
Here be Dragons
Lost in a Labyrinth
Caught at the Cross roads
Prisoner of the Quest

Carving with blunted purpose vines entangling
Snaking tendrils a lover’s fatal clasp
Shadows hiding are highwaymen waiting
Stealing from my greedy grasp

Avalon ahead
Shangrila behind
Traveller misled
Paths to find
Here be Dragons
Lost in a Labyrinth
Caught at the Cross roads
Prisoner of the Quest

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